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Dream a little dream of me" I love how many people I have to say hi too walking though the halls (: I mean really, I don't think I know anyone who vocally does it as much as I do. It's the stupid "Oh look, it's Jess/Jackson/Meg/Rachel/Aiza/Emma/Sam/Kirsty/anyone's name here" thing. I'm such a queer. I still can't get over the other day. I just don't understand the chances. Even today was...weird I guess. It's a what the heck, I'm never going to understand you thing. Please don't care so much, because I honestly don't understand why you ever would. Save yourself a breath, don't worry about me. I've always wondered why you cared too. I mean, you REALLY don't have a reason to care. 'Surgeon? Eww. Surgeons are gross.' "Point being dear?" 'Well, nothing I guess, I just don't see it.' Oh, just wait till next year dear. Perhaps you'll understand then. "You're birthday present was the best ever!" I love how you're so amused by my month late presents. I still feel horrible that it was a month late... But it did make you cry, so I suppose that's worth it. (You should look around and see just what you're missing sometime, by the way. I bet you'd learn to love it more if you tried) "Are you going to sing me a song or not?" |
